Today we slept in a bit and then the keeper was off to a baptism for most of the afternoon. Two beautiful babies belonging to two former parishioners--who were in high school when she first met them. She said it was a great celebration of "family church"--lots of extended family on all sides and friends from the church, followed by a reception where she caught up with the travels, accomplishments and work of some of these young people and their friends--everything to public policy in DC to Hollywood movie industry to ministry and teaching. They are all brilliant conversationalists--and have so much hope and so many plans for the future and changing things. Amazing. She also is trying to connect the high school neighbor with the one who works in Hollywood so the neighbor can get some advice about his desire to work in the film industry. Right now he has orchestrated a talk of the town film for his school.We, from our cat perches inside, were struck by the sky, the clouds that had a purple, mauve Constable quality to them this afternoon. And then tonight when the keeper got home we all went out to sigh over the fireball setting sun and the way it painted the sky all shades of pink and purple and orange. Late tonight, the keeper went out to turn off the Christmas lights and although we would have gone with her, she wouldn't let us because she tells us she loves us....
She came back and told us about how clear the night sky was and how it was blue evening in Parish velevet salted with stars that glistened like diamonds. It was the "midnight clear" of the carol. We would have preferred to see them for ourselves, but we will take her word for it. We watched Julie and Julia. It made us hungry.
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